De la Sole

De la Sole

by Lisa Dempsey

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Overview

A story about the right people, the wrong reasons and some shoes.
"Stupendous. My two-year old laughed so hard, she threw her back out."
· Anissa Powell-Brisette, Vancouver, BC

"Funny, original and outrageous. A story that even the ugly will enjoy."
· Olivia Dunkley, London, England

"As a life-long victim of both plus-size discrimination and marching band intolerance, I celebrate the chance to see someone else get whaled on."
· Jonah Streckwood, Decatur, IL

"Honked up. For no tale will better hilarify your buttocks and electrify the
prancing of your thighs."
· James Wiggles, Stenwick, VL

"Dark, twisted and salty. Not unlike the box of Pennsylvania Dutch pretzels I polished off while reading."
· Frank Marinaco. Philadelphia, PA

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781418475222
Publisher: Author Solutions Inc
Publication date: 08/28/2004
Pages: 100
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.26(d)

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De la Sole 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 1 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Imagine that ridiculous story you always have to tell. The one that your friends have to cajole you into repeating when cornered at parties? Yes, that one. Here I¿m using ridiculous in the best possible sense if the word; i.e. absurd and preposterous. This is how Lisa Dempsey¿s ¿De La Sole¿ strikes one. It is a late night excursion into the dark backwards. The place where everyone you meet seems to speak a secret language and NOBODY wants to know your name. ¿After Hours¿ meets an episode of ¿Seinfeld¿. Your guess is as good as mine as to just who her actual protagonist is; I¿m going with Tim, since the book opens and closes with his perspective. Tim is the after-college-ish everyman. You know the guy. The one mooning at the water cooler or, more likely, the Starbuck¿s line over that one girl he can¿t seem to get up the nerve to honestly express his feelings to. And boring his friends to tears and jeers with his puppy dog behavior. So we are invited, or more accurately, abducted onto Tim¿s journey of self-awakening. Clumsy to the point of being painfully honest, Tim arrives at the crossroads we all come to when we have to make the choice to stop acting the drama and suddenly, often sheepishly, just start living our lives. Dempsey¿s audacious sense of humor runs rampant throughout. A scathing and often thoughtful diatribe on clubs, culture, cliques, and fashion, a sly poke at male and female conventions. She holds up a mirror to the hipster, dive-crashing culture and calls it like she sees it; almost like she¿s been there. It is that kind of intimacy with ones own foibles that makes ¿De La Sole¿, and other stories like it, work for me. She writes as if she¿s your best friend. The one who can say and tell you ANYTHING; the one you call at 3am to affirm to you that `you can¿t really be such an idiot, because I¿m your friend¿. Now your friend, if you¿re lucky enough to have a compadre as cool as Dempsey, is telling you this story at maximum volume in a smoky, crowded bar, and everyone who can overhear is riveted, and is just aching to be invited along on your next adventure. Or just struggling to stay in the proximity of your wake to be gladly, giddily swept along. Her character Jimmy Wiggles cracks me up. There¿s no reason why such a mangling of verbs, nouns and adjectives should be so funny, but Jimmy¿s dialogue still gives me giggle fits. So, what are you waiting for? Read this book quick and meet me down the block. Who knows where the night will take us, what dangerous characters lurk behind those beaded curtains, what revelations await us beyond those fishnet stockings, but one thing becomes clear and sure. We¿ll have stories worth telling at the next party where we¿re jammed into that corner.